# Title: A Cold Morning
# Author Name: kaliflower
# Rating: T
# Warnings: Spoilers through the end of the series but does not take into account the comics (it was written a few years ago); implied violence.
# Notes: Drabble length. Cannon based.
# Disclaimer: I do not own this, many other people like Fox and Joss own this. I just play in the sandbox
# Summary: Illyria after the battle
A Cold Morning
Back, before, the Earth trembled in her wake. Her armies, would ride over the ground, rending and gnashing anything in their way. Now, she was God no more and her hoards had died millennia ago.
In the early morning, rays of light threatened the alley where she stood alone. She had fought with anger and with pain. Before, her anger alone would have crushed the army of the Wolf, Ram and Hart. But trapped in the pitiful shell and with her powers stripped of her, she was nothing but a tool in Angel's battle. She followed him to his death because Wesley had followed Angel to his. But now she was the only body standing after the fray and she had nothing to show for it. Wesley was gone and she cared no more for this place.
Illyria walked into the sunlight of the morning over the dissolving bodies of her enemies and never looked back.